| 169 to the moon now
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| Step in the spaceship look down at the earth
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| Sailing away to the stars all my delix on the groove now
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| I can see clearly swerving through the cosmos
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| Fuck a delik long gone so we passing the moon now
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| Step in the spaceship look down at the earth
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| Sailing away to the stars all my delix on the groove now
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| I can see clearly swerving through the cosmos
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| Fuck a delik long gone
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| Long gone
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| Broke free from the dungeon
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| With the stars that I’m touching
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| Through the fucking delix junction
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| We’re nevr getting through the milky
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| Ain’t nobody gonna feel me
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| But you know thy can’t see me
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| Stuffed deli I’m a genie
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| I went to sleep in a nightmare
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| And woke up in a new one
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| Smoked out in the spaceship
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| Now swerving in deep space
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| You can see the mark on my face
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| Lightning from a dark place
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| Seen a lot but I can’t say
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| 169 smoked out, swervin' out in space
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| Holy delix smoked out, swervin' out in space
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| 169 smoked out, swervin' out in space
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| Holy delix smoked out, swervin' out in space
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| 169 to the moon now
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| Step in the spaceship look down at the earth
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| Sailing away to the stars all my delix on the groove now
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| I can see clearly swerving through the cosmos
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| Fuck a delik long gone so we passing the moon now
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| Step in the spaceship look down at the earth
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| Sailing away to the stars all my delix on the groove now
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| I can see clearly swerving through the cosmos
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| Fuck a delik long gone
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| Climbing
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| I’ve been a night sky diamond
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| Swerved out in the cluster
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| Smoked out like a rasta
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| So come and travel with the holy
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| Come on delix we be rollin'
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| Deep space we the only
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| Where deli really know, see
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| I be chillin' where the stars meet
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| Constellations around me
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| Cosmic computer
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| Whirlpool to the future
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| Come and travel in the one-six-
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| Nine fuck a delik calm ships
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| All my delis got a blunt lit
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| That be the stars that we’re touching
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| 169 smoked out, swervin' out in space
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| Holy delix smoked out, swervin' out in space
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| 169 smoked out, swervin' out in space
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| Holy delix smoked out, swervin' out in space
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| Cat on the Roof
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| Alone sitting wishing
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| On the rooftop, prepared for my mission
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| Rely on intuition
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| 'Cause I can only see stars from this position
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| Sitting wishing, sitting wishing, sitting wishing
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| Alone I can think clearly
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| Guess I near time and noone else near me
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| I can still hear them from the rooftop but they can’t hear me
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| All I see is stars now
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| I no longer look at people feeling confused
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| I only have stars in my view
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| If I’m honest with you
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| I just needed some distance
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| So I be sitting on this rooftop listening
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| Twisted
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| Following my soul, fishing
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| For something more that I can feel
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| Can’t see with my own vision
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| Sitting wishing, sitting wishing, sitting wishing
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| The sky opened up
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| I could see the whole universe and how I fit in
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| Now I’m at peace
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| With myself
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| And all that’s existing
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| All I have is myself, my thoughts, my soul
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| On this rooftop sitting
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| As I lay in the dark
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| Lord Catpiss the fact
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| Forever alone
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| On this rooftop wishing |